The Hunger Games: Catching Fire
When virtually everyone in your life that's important to you is a woman/girl you make sacrifices. One of those is attending midnight premieres of movies that hold little interest to you. Thus, Catching Fire.
It was better than the first Hunger Games movie, but that's not saying much because the first one was hideously atrocious.
I don't care for the "evil rich people partying on the backs of the downtrodden" storyline and its overtly socialist themes.
I've also come to revise my opinion on Jennifer Lawrence. Her work in Winter's Bone had me convinced that she was the next great actress. But her subsequent vapid, emotionless performances in films like X-Men, Hunger Games and House at the End of the Street left me unimpressed. Never saw Silver Limping Prayerbook or whatever that was, but she was supposedly better in it. She'd have to be because she's achingly bad in some of her other work.
Here, she's got little magnetism. Not to give anything away, but the final scene was (I think) supposed to represent a sea change of emotion in her face, but her expressions are so plastic and flat-eyed it was difficult for me to tell what those emotions might be. Her face is a smooth blank slate regardless of whatever emotional reaction she's allegedly having. She's just not that good.
The rest of the cast is either reveling in its own over-costumed, over-acted performance or it just stumbles through the material without much effort.
Everything in the movie from the public uprisings, to the sneering trooper to the devious president to the double cross at the end is a mass of unlikely ridiculousness. What's amazing to me is that this franchise has drawn some pretty decent talent -- including Phillip Seymour Hoffman, Donald Sutherland, Elizabeth Banks and Woody Harrelson -- most of whom have proven themselves capable of portraying characters of incredible depth and detail, but here they're left to scenery chewing barely believable caricatures. Sutherland was actually twirling his mustache at one point (or if he wasn't, the scene was so stupidly bad I imagined him to be doing so).
This movie is essentially a four and a half hour (what? It didn't last that long?) filler piece between part one and the eventually upcoming part three.
I'll have to watch that one, too.